"I said you two mutts, couldn't you fucking call them over earlier?"
"One second fucking later and I would've let that broad get defiled."
Clenching his fists tightly, Wang Jie fiercely landed a punch on each, Li Er Gou and Zhou Da Long, as if he wanted to spit out his lungs; both men were bitterly miserable.
"We're sorry Jie, we swear we won't dare to do it again,"
"We... we just fucking took an extra drag on our cigarettes, we had no idea that dame would show up so quickly."
Having said this, Wang Jie, with a bitter expression, scratched his head but didn't say much more.
Stepping hard on the accelerator, Li Er Gou drove away and headed towards Li Jianshu's villa.
At the villa, Li Jianshu couldn't stop smiling, slapping his thigh and shouting in approval.
"Come on, serve wine to the three saviors, finally got rid of that fucking nuisance for me."
